Feels like home [Newol/ Bhu] }{ Stitch X Carska

[I L Y I C H]

ooc:// Alrighty! So I'm going to set this up on the same general time line, so this would be right after the packs split up and Stitch had her first conversation with Nimrod, so Bidziil is a POW but Carska is essentially ignoring his whole existence and Stitch is conflicted. YAY. On a side note this is gonna be way too much fun as Carska could easily have fallen this way during those hard few months, it's always interesting to look at the other side of a thin strand.

IC://

this is not me giving up
this is me letting go

I could forgive but I would never forget. Never. What he had done, how he had done it. Bidziil's mind was wasted, shattered by human hand. I understood that. This wasn't the brutes fault. It wasn't. It was man's fault, and always would be, but a very prominent portion of me remained bitter. Furious. Vea Apxn's newest member, prisoner, lay as he had all night. It hadn't even been twenty four hours, and his very presence made my hackles rise. My children were scattered about themselves, having regained a sibling wile loosing a brother. Alonda was somewhere, I could smell her and Val off in the distance. Mahal was perched just outside our den, his face wrinkled in deep thought. Skoll only knew what Cenzolume was doing. Everything was as it was calm, or as calm as our lives could ever be. It would never be truly peaceful, never again. Peace isn't something that exists in the world.

Sighing heavily I turned my face up into the rain, lips pealed back to let out breath and breath in the water. Was it possible to drown ones self on land? No. It was doubtful. Tawny eyes pulling landward once more I stood abruptly, ignoring the mound of prisoner I had been guarding non stop for the last eighteen hours and stalked forward. This was the end. Forged by fire this relationship would die by ice, and with the thoughts roaring in my ears I couldn't remain guarding him. This wasn't Bidziil anymore. Not the one I had known, and perhaps it was my fault but I couldn't forgive him for his changes. Couldn't forgive him for what he had done to our children. As it all came down to them. They had always been more deeply entrenched in me then he had.

Letting out a frustrated sigh I motioned Paradox back to my station and continued walking unaware if the man had followed my orders or not. Not right now. Couldn't think right now. My entire form was situated on thinking about something else. Calming down. I needed to repair the newest set of wounds, and the levees were so very brittle now a days. Black tipped tail hefted to half mast out of anxiety I lashed it once before vanishing into the heavy darkness surrounding the sleeping camp. Time to think is what I needed. Time to consider. Skoll why was this happening again? What sort of trial was this? Teeth sunk into a bleeding tongue I slunk off, choosing to drown my questions for the time being.

-Bitter Bath by Close Your Eyes

[nEwOL握敵]

ooc;// I think its brilliant cause Stitch could have too.

BIC::
Sleep. It appeared to be a rare commodity for the busier of us these days. Between my will to protect our kind and the spiraling storm of events that had engulfed me, I was far too restless to actually sleep, evident by how I tossed and turned in my little spot at the edge of the camp beneath the cover of my small tree. I knew Carska slept just as poorly, too. She spent a lot of time guarding Bidziil, as if it did any good. I can recall the one shift I'd spent guarding him, simply because if I hadn't relieved her, she’d have fell out right there, staring hopelessly. I can remember the thoughts that flowed through my head.

So… This is what I’d be leaving her with when I left… Pathetic. She deserved better, she deserved Bidziil, not this. It was only natural that as much effort as they had put into his creation that they would have tried to ‘fix’ him when strings started popping, but instead they’d only broken him for real. And that wasn’t fair to Carska. Now she was only in the dark, and she didn’t deserve that. She deserved a lot better then the hand she’d been dealt. I was no exception to the problems bearing down on her, what with my meeting with Nimrod. I’d only meant well for the pack in the end, but it was no lie that I’d gone about it all for me. That damn Denerbee. If she hadn’t toyed with me like she had I wouldn’t have needed to know so badly for sure that I hadn’t been alone after all on the day of my departure. And now I sat with this choice in front of me. Why!? I hated it. The more I thought, the more I saw opportunity of how this could be such a good thing, but I knew it was wrong. I was Vea Apxn’s Beta for crying out loud! I held a responsibility here. If anything where to happen to Carska, they would look to me to lead. And if I wasn’t here, then it would all fall to pieces, and that glimpse of a certain future for my kind would be snuffed out. But if I stayed, what of Nimrod? Would he decay to a point where he was just as hollow and broken as Bidziil? In my dedication to Carska and Vea Apxn, it still felt wrong to just let that happen.

After several more minutes of this, I couldn't stand it anymore. I flopped over onto my belly, as I'd been on my side/back in an attempt to find sleep, but that had ultimately failed. Looking up, there wasn't much to see in the dark, but I did, for a brief moment, catch the figure of Carska fading into the darkness. This puzzled me. What could she be up to? Curiosity got the better of me in my sleepless state, and so I got to my paws. It didn't take long to catch up to her, and when I did, i started to be formal, as I always was, but I knew that that always annoyed her, and seeing as it was the two of us, I didn't say a thing at all. I merely feel into step beside her, if she wanted to tell me what was on her mind, then she would. I would not question her.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

OOC//: Go ahead and continue without me. If I see a good place to jump in, I will, but all Bidziil could really do now is watch Carska wander off. <3